Sunday, June 21, 2009

london calling

no strings attached hook-ups
one penny stamps, lickable.
eighty-five pounds per month rent (sharing)
upside down photo snaps
the best curry this side of bond street
only kissing boys in bands
bank holidays.
a gang of yuppie london youngsters you found yourself sharing a dorm room with (sharing toilet seats, the one shower, coffee and borrowing money off you, too)
that guy who sleeps on the sofa moved in a month ago. nobody knows who he is, but he's been around ever since.
southerners in breaches.
pushing your way through queues to get to the front, then proclaiming your love to the lead singer of does it offend you yeah? so that he looks at you and winks.
foul-mouthed cockneys.
a pet spring piglet.
hopping on the train at king's cross then catching the next one back.
skipping along bridges.
walking miles through backstreets and side roads because you lost your bus ticket and now you're shoes are soaked right through.
flashing at the Gay Pride March.
sling-shotting pigeons in hyde park.
the londoner's loaf and the cockney slang.
working twelve hour shifts at the bree louise and having some ex-ship's captain grab your ass behind the counter.
going to watch a david bowie cover artist
spilling red wine on the carpet then demanding a refund.
getting free tickets to hard rock calling
bribing a bouncer to let you in without a fuss. also throw in a pint with that.
trying to drive unlicensed at piccadilly circus
dinosaur bones at the natural history museum
posing with freddie mercury at madame's
shouting obscenities at opposing football teams
jumping over the greenwich meridian at greenwich

Everybody say UK!

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